There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman.
Conscience serves us especially to judge of the actions of others.
Those virtues which cost us dear prove that we love God; those which are easy to us prove that He loves us.
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own.
No woman dares express all she thinks.
Let us respect gray Lairs, but, above all, our own.